A young woman stood up. She giggled as she glared down at a man. With her purple eyes an sly smirk. She had once more captured a killer. Every day was the same, until a serial killer came to the city. He killed women of the emerald people. That day, Lyllias world came crashing down as she looked over at her boss, her lover. She had pale skin and emerald green eyes. How would a Amethian like her be able to protect her.
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